Its not theft if you leave something to trade

This morning Trevor and I awoke before Stella did, a miracle in this house hold. We decided to get out of bed and have some moments in the house without Stella, something that never happens either. Trevor snuck out first carefully tip toeing out the door to shovel the snow that had fallen. I hear him brush his teeth and put on his coat and carefully close the back door. I now have the entire bed to myself and I have become a starfish in the middle of it. Thirty seconds later I hear the back door open and I roll over to find Trevor standing over the bed with that look in his eyes. The look that says "Oh shit something is wrong". Well something indeed was wrong, our garage was broken into and Trevors very nice mountain bike was traded. Yes traded. The theif left their bike for us as a trade. Apparently he just wanted an upgrade from his purple $79.00 Kmart special. Isn't that so nice? Nothing else was stolen from the garage, just the bike.
This is how we found our new mountain bike this morning.

After filing our police report and insurance claim, there wasn't much else we could do but laugh. I mean it was 3 degrees last night, can you imagine the thief riding Trevors bike away? FREEZING. Trev wanted to put a sign on our new purple bike telling the theif that he hope he froze. This sign would have been perfect.